April 15, 2013

• National Poetry Month - day 15

   

  (1) hey, Mississippi

  I still remember that night

  sweating in the heat

  as Arkansas reflected 

  her lights as I said 'good-bye'

  (2)You were pushin' on

  as I stopped to take a break

  Memphis was glowing

  like man-made constellations

  riding on crushed black velvet

  (3)the music was right

  the night was loosening up

  the highway was fast

  my getaway was ending

  I hated saying 'good-bye'

  (4)always out of reach

  just some kid from Ohio

  looking for his place

  ten years in the Texas heat

  only to be recalled home

  (5)then comes one more day

  filled with good-byes and hugs

  but no tears would fall

  I look back at what we had

  there was never enough time

  (6)hey, Mississippi

  I am thinking about you

  how I crossed over

  four times, then we said 'good-bye'

  like tears, there's no flowing back

  (7)the right words won't come

  riding out of the Abyss

  on thundering steeds

  painfully they drip their ink

  and hope to be understood

  (8)and after ten years

  of walking this world alone

  I still look for home

  my own place to hang my heart

  and never need say 'good-bye'

   

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